December 18th, 2018
Thunderball Grotto
Anchor down in Staniel Cay and I was able to introduce Eliot to Thunderball Grotto from the James Bond film
December 18th, 2018
Staniel Cay
This is our 34NM sail to Staniel Cay - proper job
December 18th, 2018
Highborne Cay
We're all brave after a beer or three!! Truth be know Eliot loves shark and has dived with many of the species
December 18th, 2018
Highborne Cay
Another stop with a rather nice bar
December 18th, 2018
Allens Cay
One of the weird thing is that there is a Cay out here with Iguana one it. Lots of them with the odd grumpy one thrown in so you need to watch your back! Tracey was having none of it!
December 18th, 2018
Arrived
Eliot is here and this is us settling him in with a beer in a nice anchorage an hour from Palm Cay Marina - lives not too shabby
December 13th, 2018
BAHAMAS
Sunday saw an early start, if we were going to make it across the Gulf Stream this was the only day on offer. 20-25knts from the south slowly veering to the SW. We decided to have a look with the option to turn back if we didn't like it. Once again Pearl dug her shoulder in and got on with the job with power and dignity. It turned out to be a thrilling and fast sail that had the anchor down in Cat Cay buy 16.30hrs. I had a swim before supper and once again we fell into bed as the accumulated effort of the last few days started to be felt behind the eyes.
Up before dawn and off for Chub Cay which we made at sundown. Up at 04.00hrs for a rough sail to Nassau and a lovely welcome to Palm Cay Marina. It felt like coming home as we were here in February and it's a lovely marina with the nicest staff.
We've made it and it feels good, particularly as Eliot arrives tonight. Bring on the Christmas cruise we have been so looking forward to.........all we need to do is pop to the shops and buy the goodies. Ciao
This is Breydon aka Captain Crunch, the Bahamians are the loveliest of people and its good to be back
December 13th, 2018
MIAMI COOL
We moved to a marina to top up with fuel, water and stores. Noisy but cool as the beautiful people strutted about above and a Manatee and its calf munched on weed below. The manatee won out big time but I have to say we had a lot of entertainment watching the preening competition going on above. Silicone mountains, anorexic waists competed with doughy men who measured themselves with either large or loud motor boats. Not a world for us but nevertheless a fascinating voyeuristic glimpse. One block away and there were queues of tired faces shuffling to get on the bus after grinding out another day to survive. That's one of the contrasts of America, a country that has made us welcome on all its levels of society with dignity and sincerity.
